Kisses and Decisions

Meghan

Meg felt heady as his tongue teased the seam of her lips, his warm breath fanning her face. She let out a moan as his teeth caught her bottom lip as he gently tugged on it and nibbled.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this” he said in between nibbles.

When her mouth finally opened for him, he kissed her as though he had been starved, his tongue fucking her mouth and Meg had to hold on to his head for balance.

Her tongue met his with a matched fervency. Nothing was tempered, he ravaged her and kissed her as though he was taking his last breath.

He finally broke the kiss as his mouth settled firmly over her nipple through the sheer material of her shirt and Meg gasped. He deftly undid the buttons of the shirt she wore and raised his head up so he could lift it over her head.

Then his head descended again on her nipple, his tongue teasing one and his fingers chartering the tapering shape of the other into a hard point beneath his caress and with a loud gasp Meg arched into him. She wanted him to take her into his mouth and ease the ache that she felt.

“Jack…”

He looked up at her, desire clouding his eyes in a thick haze. 

“What do you want, Meg?”

Meg struggled to find the right words. How could she tell him that she wanted him to ease the ache she felt below, fill her till she tipped over the edge?

“I…I…I…I want you to …”

“Do you want me to take you Meg? Fuck you and fill you up completely till you scream my name? Is that what you want, what you need, Meg?”

“I want…”

Meg was interrupted by the sound of Jack’s phone ringing. Looking at her as he waited for her answer, he ignored the phone’s incessant ringing.

“I think you should take that” Meg said, glancing the phone. “It could be work related stuff and I’m sure you wouldn’t want to lose some important information”

Jack took her chin firmly in his hand and stared at her.

“Tell me what you want, Meg. What you really want. That’s all that matters right now”

Would he really give her what she wanted? She thought. What if he did and she ended up not being able to get enough of him? He was the kind of guy that never bedded the same woman twice. He had kept his distance from her twice now.

 Besides, now that she could think a little bit it was a bad idea. She had to keep business away from pleasure. It was also the only way to keep her heart intact.

Women like her couldn’t keep men like him.

She gently removed his hand from her chin and stood up.

“I think you should take the call, I’ll go to bed now” she picked up her shirt, shrugged it on and with a sigh, left the library.

....

Jack

What the hell just happened? Jack thought to himself when the call ended. Why did she all of sudden walk off? 

What in Jove’s name did he do wrong? One minute she was begging him with those eyes to do things to her and the next she was striding off? What in hell’s name had suddenly possessed her?

Maybe somewhere along the line she had seen him as a mistake. Well, it was his own damn fault for leaving his study to come check up on her. He had thought to check up on her since Jake hadn’t returned from wherever he went after he stormed out.

He had thought about seeing to whether she had eaten or not, if she had questions and needed someone to answer them.

But she had looked perfectly content when he came to the library, hadn’t she? He could have walked away and not started anything. But no, one look at her and desire had shot directly to his groin. One look at those round lips of hers and he had pictured her on her knees, his hands fisted in her hair, her lips wrapped around him, taking him in…

It was a good thing she left anyways. Business and pleasure were never a good mix and he wasn’t sure if he would get enough of her after just one night. 

He would bury himself in work for the duration that she would be here to avoid any more reoccurrence. If or when Jake came back, he wasn’t sure that his friend didn’t hate him at this point, he would give him his blessings and easy access to her.

If she was with Jake, as much he hated the thought, he would not act on the urge to claim her, own her and make her his.

Meg tossed and turned with frustration. Her nerves were strung and her mind was in tatters. Her fingers and magic wand had done nothing to ease her discomfort. Why hadn’t she taken up Jack’s over and cared about the consequences when she was sated and satisfied? Because she was too rational, that’s why. She spent every minute overthinking and overanalyzing. Juliet would have gone hormones first and head later. She could picture Juliet shaking her head and telling her to match up to his room and right into his bed.

Now, she was stuck with a need she couldn’t shake off. 

Maybe a cold bath would take the edge off and bring sleep. Sleep was the only relief she would be getting.

Meghan

She woke up the next morning with her hands wrapped around the sheets and she sighed in annoyance. She had dreamt about Jack again. Only this time, he had teased her over and over again, stopping as she almost got the orgasm she wanted. It was a reenactment of what happened the previous night, only she wasn’t the one who stopped but him. When he had walked away from her, she had woken up.

Another cold bath would have to do.

She wore a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, no buttons downs, and walked to the library. She wanted to get a head start on finishing the letter she had been reading yesterday before, well…

She walked into the library, half expecting to see Jack sitting on the sofa waiting for her to come and read the rest of the letter and was a little disappointed when he wasn’t. Well, what was she thinking? She asked herself. Did she expect that after the stunt she pulled he would come after her? He wasn’t the type to chase, not when he commanded obedience with every touch and every word.

If he had held her back, she wouldn’t have said no. Of that she was absolutely sure.

She had finished reading the letter, which comprised of all the things Catherine and her lover did in the Lily haven, in which had been quite shockingly explicit, when her stomach growled. She had to get something to eat.

She had just walked into the kitchen when she saw a figure sitting on a chair, calmly sipping from a mug. It was Jake.

“Hi, morning” he said.

“Morning”

“I went for an official meeting yesterday and I apologize if you had any difficulties around the house” Jake said.

Meg tried to remember if he had been around the previous day or not. She hadn’t even noticed he had been away. How more preoccupied could she had been not to notice his absence? He had been the one helping her and making her comfortable. Instead the only absence she had noted was the one person she was trying to get off her mind.

“I got around pretty easy though, thanks.”

“I’m glad.” He replied with another smile.

“How was the meeting? Was is it that you do again?” 

“I’m a lawyer or rather, I own a law firm. We mostly do tax stuff. I went to see a client yesterday” he replied.

“Juliet is into tax law, you two should meet sometime” Meg said, offhandedly.

Jake scrunched his brows in confusion.

“And who is Juliet again?”

“Oh, a really good friend of mine who is into tax law. She is fun too. She’s the kind of person that makes an atmosphere lively. Like I said, you too should definitely meet sometime”

“Why would I want to meet her when I already have you?” Jake asked her.

Meg shrugged. “I’m not all that entertaining or interesting. Juliet is. She thrives well in social situations too”

Jake stood up from where he was sitting and came to Meg where she was standing beside the coffee machine.

“Hey, look at me.” when she turned to face him, he continued. “You are fun and lively enough for me. I don’t need your friend or someone who thrives well in social situation. You are good enough, okay?”

Meg nodded.

How had her self-esteem dropped to the level where she needed constant reassurance that she was good enough?

"Thanks, Jake. You're really nice to me even when there's no need to be."

"Like i have said a million times, it's no biggie, it's my pleasure"

Why couldn't Jake be the one making her all hot and heavy? Meg thought.

It would have been so damn simple. She could see that Jake was attracted to her, anyone could see that if they looked closely.

If she had just gotten the hots for him instead, but no, her stupid hormones had fallen all over the place for just one person.

Where was the off and on switch when you needed it?

"Not to intrude or anything" Jake's voice broke her train of thoughts  "but I was wondering if you would love to go out with me tonight. I'm meeting a couple of friends, plus I think it'll be a way to show you around" Jake said to her.

Going out with Jake wasn't a bad idea, Meg reasoned. It was better than sitting here on her butt, wondering if Jack was close by or closed up in his office.

She would go out, get tipsy, loosen up and have some fun.

"I'm game. Count me in"

"Good. I'll come by your room at eight and we'll head out, okay?"

She nodded." Works for me, just fine".

Jake.

Jake looked up as Jake entered the study after a brisk nod. He didn't hate him so much then, considering the fact that he only stayed away for one day.

"You look, well" he said, as some sort of conversation starter.

"I'm not here for you Jack so let's cut the small talk short. I am still mad at you for being a selfish prick and I can't stand you for now.

I'm taking Meg out tonight and just thought to let you know."

Ah, beaten him to the task already, hadn't he?

He was going to suggest that Jake take Meghan out whenever he saw him but apparently he had beaten him to that.

"Okay" he simply said.

"Just okay? No warnings, head decapitation or curfews?" Jake asked him, surprise written all over his face.

"She's a grown woman, Jake. As much as she works for me, she is also at liberty to make her own decisions"

"This wasn't the song you were singing two, three days ago"

Jack looked at his friend and smiled without warmth.

"Songs change, don't they?"

"I guess they do." Jake replied and strode out of the room.

When Jake left, Jack struggled to hold himself in check. He would not allow himself to get worked up by a woman who clearly did not want him in any way.

Or with one who fought her obvious attraction to him.

She was better off with the likes of Jake.

Although Jake was a serious flirt, Jack could see that he really liked Meghan.

So, he would kill two birds with one stone by staying far away from sight.